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Could
he *be* anymore frumpy? Somebody needs a little laxative, I tell ya.
"Oh
my god! What is that *smell!*" A down side to heightened senses.
Aaw,
how romantic! Chained together at the wrist. Who am I to criticize the sexual fantasies of others... O.o
...
And when they told him the cafeteria
was almost out of icecream... Run, Scotty, run!
By
day it's an uptown, classy establishment for kids... By night it's a mad house for people who wear spandex and capes!
And no, I'm not talking about the Richard Simmons brigade.
"Now
it's personal..." Mystique should not have kicked him there...
"This
is the last time I let you pick the wedding cake..." Sabertooth thought the glow in the dark frosting would symbolize
his shining love for Mystique... Mystique just thought it was stupid.